Sorry Vlerin fans; I'm tearing them to pieces and this isn't the only one.
Cold
Erin shivered as she brushed against the cool metal of the coffin, her eyes flicked open at the cold spark and she blinked trying to adjust to the lack of light.
She shuffled and was hit by another burst of cold as she brushed Vlad. She sighed, normal people would be at school or work at this time of day, and they wouldn't be locked in a coffin with a vampire.
It's not that she didn't like Vlad; she more than liked Vlad but she didn't feel anything with him. He was cold, it felt rather like she was humping corpse without the smelly and disgusting part. He got everything from it when she got nothing other than clumsy kisses and cute flirts but it wasn't enough.
She could never be with him anyway. She was a slayer and he was a vampire, it was just a crush; they were both teenagers so they could have their little fling but it could never go far. Vlad was the sweetest vampire she knew but he was still a vampire and it was still just a crush.
Because, vampires and slayers could never ever, be together.
The next morning Vlad found Erin had gone, he knew why and it hurt; He was never enough for her.